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Terrain.org essays in this issue:
Catching Hell: The Joe Holt Integration Story
by Heather Killelea McEntarfer
Joe Holt’s troubles didn’t begin the summer of 1957. But when he thinks back, that’s where he lingers. Late summer, 1957, his cousin tearing down a country road, crying and shouting: Lord have mercy!

The Teeming Abyss: Weaving Through the Pemón Amazon
by Paul Huebener
In Santa Elena, Venezuela, there are no stop signs. Despite its location in the country’s southern backwaters, the town of fruit stands and diamond peddlers is a bustling hub, home to nearly 30,000 people.

Waiting for the Train
by Deirdre Duffy
The moment we crossed the threshold, I knew something was wrong: it was a crystalline June day, and yet the terminal was full of dour-faced people. At the Amtrak counter, the clerk took our tickets and swiped my credit card, handing everything back without meeting my eyes.

Kempsville Summer, 1961
by Richard Goodman
The year was 1961, barely free from the gray, strange 1950s. The job was in Kempsville, Virginia. The place I grew up in was Virginia Beach, in southeastern Virginia, not far from Kempsville in distance, but eons away in everything else.

Sunset Canto, from River of Traps, with Online Slideshow
Text by William deBuys
Photos by Alex Harris
No car has passed for an hour. No chainsaw has growled. The melt is over, and the river is low and quiet. Not the wind, but silence rolls in from afar. There are near sounds: a blackbird in cattails by the river, swallows mewing on the power line. The sapsucker drums in the elm.
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